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A Note Of Thanks, Sharing My Recent Success Story and A Charge To Soul by Akinwale Peace

I am Akinwale Peace Akindayo
I'm writing this piece to say thank you and to challenge you to never relent nor relegate yourself to nothing even if others do such to you.
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I started writing in the mid year of 2016 and I've submitted my writes for/to few competitions, I found out the winning entries at each competitions is of the least to the match of mine; I'm not saying my work is the best, but I know it deserves the best.
I got disappointed and...I got disappointed the most when I submitted few of my best works to an Editor outside Nigeria through the help of a great Author, Jeanette Leone Skirvin, I submitted late last year and I was in a happy mood when I saw the reply, early this year; it caused a spill of salt in my meal. The Editor told me that it is not the right way to write and compile, and bla bla bla... But note, I don't copy writers or poets, I write independently, I write how it suites me and that is me!
Then I made up my mind; never to write for any competition if my special interest isn't in it;(I'm not saying my interest wasn't in the ones I wrote for, I'm only trying to say now, I class myself even beyond imaginations because I have a goal, a vision, for my future.) I.e, when I develop a special interest in a competition or any thing of sort, I'll write. That is the pace I set for myself between my success and my failure.
See, they might tell you if you don't know people, you won't make it, it's a brilliant lie! You can own billions if you know God, one with God is majority. I never relaxed when I set the pace for myself, I write everyday and it's helping me a lot. I write and look at myself like a stupid fool but when I share it, people get sense from it even more than I thought and that, even that, make me proud of my work, myself, my life, my future, my world, my word, my whole!
See, "the best happiness that could ever happen to me(you) is when I(you) see my (your) success story being promoted when I(you) still cherish it."
I cherish-ed- myself, my work, my life, my world, my word and my whole is getting promotion when I'm still alive.
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To the best brother in the world, Akinwale David Akindeji, God will keep opening doors for you.
To the closest stranger I've ever met, Rachel Lucky, God will keep blessing and promoting you, I'm blessed by you, ma'am.
To everyone, my little fans (I think I have a least of 20 fans), may God honour you as you've been honoring me.
I regained my writing strength and career on June 2016 and within a year, my work has been featured on different blogs, but this is the best that could ever happen to me; it got featured on one of the world best sites hub201.com
I'm blessed by you all. You're indeed a blessing to me.
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I remain Akinwale Peace Akindayo, Philip Peace.
Click Tale Of Two Hearts to read on/in one of the best site in the world.
You can add my on Facebook via Akinwale Peace Philip Peace
I love you all.
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